Friday, September 16, 2011

This morning I woke up in a sleepy stupor, rolled over to glance at the clock and see how much longer I could sleep. 5:10 flashed back at me. 5:10?!? I was supposed to meet Juliana and another friend at 5! &%^$!

FAIL!

Obviously that was not going to happen, but I got out of bed and out the door as quickly as I could (10 minutes) to salvage the run. I drove to our meeting spot and left a note on J's car, then headed out on one of a few possible routes in the hopes of finding them.

No such luck, but I did manage to get my 10K recovery run in.

REDEMPTION!

These dark, cold mornings sure are a lot more pleasant with company, although I'm pretty sure I slept through half of it.

Seriously hate when that happens! I remember one time when I had alarm failure and was scheduled to meet my friends for a long run. Drove like a maniac to get there but was really late. One of my friends was doing shorter miles and happened to arrive back at the parking lot at the same time as me, so she drove me out to find them. A shorter run, but any run is better than none!